Jinyue Garden.
The group sat around in the first-floor living room, each looking serious, as if ready to face danger at any moment, the atmosphere oppressive and dull.
The little girl had her hands clasped in front of her, pouting her cheeks, her eyes darting around.
For someone as restless as her, sitting still and not saying a word was undoubtedly a form of torture.
Humph!
Damn Xiao Feng brother, actually left me here, the smart, brave, and valiant one, really too boring!
"I say, let's not scare ourselves like this." Zhao Guo'an stood up and said, "Old Xiao only said someone might take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, but didn't say there definitely will be."
"So what's your suggestion?" Du Qingyue asked coldly, looking at him.
Zhao Guo'an glanced at the clock on the wall and suggested, "It's this late already, everyone must be hungry, right?
How about I make some late-night snacks, and we eat while we wait?"
